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PROLOGUE

Only one pair was still battling, apparently unaware of doing so. Harry saw Sirius duck Bellatrix's jet of red light: he was laughing at her.

"Come on you can do better that that!" he yelled, his voice echoing through the cavernous room.

The second jet of red light hit him squarely on his chest.

The laughter had not quite died from his eyes but his eyes widened in shock.

Harry released Neville, though he was unaware of doing so. He jumped to the ground pulling out his wand as he did so as Dumbledore too turned towards the dias.

It seemed to take Sirius an age to fall: his body curving in a graceful arch as he sank back through the ragged veil hanging from the arch.

Harry saw the look of mingled fear and surprise on his Godfather's wasted, onece handsome face as he fell through the ancient doorway and dissapeared behind the veil, which fluttered for a moment as though in a high wind, then fell back into place.

Harry heard Bellatrix Lestrange's triumphant scream, but he knew it meant nothing – Sirius had only fallen through the archway, he would reappear on the other side any second.

But Sirius did not appear.

"Sirius" he yelled. "Sirius."

Harry''s breath was coming in gasps. Sirius must be just behind the curtain, he , Harry would pull him out.

But as he sprinted towards the dias, Lupin grabbed him around the chest, holding him back.

"There is nothing you can do Harry-"

"get him save him, he has only just gone through!"

"-Its too late, Harry:

"We can still reach him-" Harry struggled hard and viciously, but Lupin would not let go...

"There is nothing you can do Harry... nothing... he is gone."

"he hasn't gone!" Harry yelled.

He did not believe it, he would not believe it, still he fought against Lupin with every bit of strength he had. Lupin did not understand, people hid behind that curtain, Harry had heard them whispering the first time he had entered the room. Sirius was hiding simply lurking out of sight-

"Sirius" he yelled. "Sirius."

"He cannot come back Harry," said Lupin, his voice breaking as he struggeld to contain Harry. " he cant come back because he is dea-"

"HE-IS-NOT-DEAD" roared Harry. "Sirius."

There was movement going on aroud them, pointless bustling, the flashed of more spells. To Harry it was meaningless noise, the deflected hexes flying past them did not matter, nothing mattered.

Then everything went black, or white he supposed. His muddled, grief stricken, self was not able to understand that was happening. He wanted Sirius back, he wanted him back so badly. He did not even notice the tears that were leaking from his eyes, he did not notice his breathing becoming eratic. He wanted his Godfather back, the only one who cared for him.

He fell onto his knees and hugged his chest, he was not able to focus, what a cruel world, what had he done to be born into such a cruel world, what had he done. Of Sirius, he did not deserve the end that he had gotten. He should have lived a long life. He should have married, had children, played with Harry's children.

And Moony, what would Moony do now, his mate was dead, he would no be able to function. Who would keep him company on those cold nights. It really was a cruel world. He now more than ever wished he had never been born, it was all because of him this was happening.

"Don't say that child." A soft voice whispered.

Now who was it, he was not in the mood to play Boy-Who-lived. He just lost his family, all of it, for good the last thing he wanted to do was smile to spare someone's else's feelings.

"No you do not have to." The voice broke in again.

Go away he wanted to scream, but his voice did not obey him. The voice had begun cooing nonsense to him, it was irritating him. How dare this voice show up and interrupt him in the middle of his mourning. Go away voice.

"I am afraid I cannot do that." The voice spoke again, this time a bit more firm. Harry gave in and finally looked up.

What he saw amazed him, she was the most beautiful lady he had ever seen, more beautiful than his mom even. She had beautiful long raven hair and sparkling violet eyes. She was wearing traditional witch robes and had a staff in her hand.

The Lady chuckled, "Thank you my dear, I am very flattered." She spoke, her voice soft and calming. But Harry got the impression that the same voice could be deadly if it wanted too.

"Who are you?" he asked, his voice suddenly coming back to him, his misery momentarily forgotten.

"Now that is a question is it not?" she answered, she grasped her robes and sank down in front of him. "Who do you think I am dearest." She asked.

Harry looked at her as if in a trance before he shook his head and answered, "You are more powerful than any person I have ever met." He said slowly, "But at the same time you feel very comfortable to me... I think that you are the lady. The lady Magic." He answered, his voice taking an awed tone as he said it.

She nodded, "That is one way of putting it yes," she came closer to him and patted his head. He leaned into her touch, it was so nice, just like how Sirius used to do it.

"Why are you here my Lady, not that I am not grateful." He added quickly. The hand in his hair never stopped, it petted and petted, he could feel himself floating of into another land.

"Why am I here? Well I am here to correct the mistake of my child Fate, he made too many mistakes, killing your godfather was the last straw." She answered not at all offended. "You see my dear, he added so many tragedies in your life and gave you nothing to make up for it. Now normally I would not care, but he made this mistake before and that resulted in the making of the person you know as Lord Voldemort." That name shocked Harry back into reality, he needed to kill him.

Lady Magic sensing the change in him petted him in earnest getting him to calm down again even though he did not want to.

"I cannot have a repeat of that, this universe would not survive it. So I am going to fix it, I am going to kill two birds with one stone." She growled out.

"What does that mean My lady" Harry's grief addled brain could handle only so much.

"Well little one, I am going to give you another chance at happiness. I am going to send you back to the time your parents were in Hogwarts and give you the chance to get to know them." She said, trying to be as gentle as possible.

Harry sat up at that, he was still on his knees but he was not histerical anymore, the petting had done wonders. He looked at the regal Lady sat in front of him and looked at her expectantly.

"I am going to give you a knew personality and send you back to the time when you parents were in their fifth year, you will go back and become a student like them and you will have your second chance." Lady magic said as she got up.

Harry followed suit and also got up and came to stand in front of her, he was feeling a lot better now, he was going to see them all again, he was actually going to get to know them and they were going to know him. But did he not have a duty here?

"Not to be ungrateful My Lady, but what about Voldemort?" he asked, that mad man was always at the back of his mind there was nothing he could do about that.

Lady Magic smiled, "Dont worry about him, you just focus on yourself, I will make the prophesy void. All you have to do is follow your instincts." She said, "You have sacrificed enough. Consider this my apology on behalf of my son."

"Now then getting down to the nitty gritty details." She waved her wand and he began changing.

"Your name will be..."

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A/N:

This is a little something I have been working on in secret. The Marauders pull my heart strings in a way like no other and I want to do them justice, so this one will be slow and hopefully amazing.

Oh and as a side note, if you love some good Marauder bromance check out the 'A bond of family' series by daily-chan you wont regret it.